Ianto blushed, but then when he really thought about it, it was pretty much impossible to do up jeans with only one hand, and so. To be more time-efficient, and less awkward, maybe... Maybe Ianto should accept that help. He decided...that that wasn't such a bad idea, after all. He nodded, flushed, not particularly minding that his hand was in Sulu's, though it did make for a bit of an awkward situation, considering what he was agreeing to. "Yeah...a-alright," Ianto said, accepting it. God. He probably couldn't do up his zipper or button with only his left hand, but. He...he really wasn't sure how he felt about getting help with that. Still, he. He needed it done somehow. He reached into the closet and selected a pair of jeans at random. Though they weren't as flattering as the jeans, as he was coming to think of them as, they would definitely do the job.

"But first," Ianto said, realizing something as he looked down at himself. "Here, hold these?" he asked, handing Sulu the jeans before leading him over to his bureau and opening the drawer to get out a clean pair of boxers, because he wasn't going to spend the whole day in the same ones he'd slept in. The blush did nothing to dissipate. "I'm... I'm going to have to ask you to turn around for this, though," he said, smiling bashfully at his companion.